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Old N ursery RIiymes 

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fack Sprat could eat no fat , 
His wife coidd eat no lean; 
And so between them both , 
They licked the platter clean. 




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Daffy-down-dilly has come up to town , 
In a yellow petticoat and a green gown. 




















































































































































































































































































Little maid ’ little maid, 
Whither goest thou ? 
Down in the meadow 
To milk my cow. 




































Little Betty Blue 
Lost her holiday shoe. 

ILL,hat will poor Betty do ? 

IVhy give her another , 

To match the other , 

And then she will walk in two. 














Hush , hush, hush , hush , 
IVeve all tumbled down . 












Bonny lass, pretty lass , wilt thou be mine ? 

Thou shalt not wash dishes , 

Nor yet serve the swine; 

Thou shalt sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam, 
And thou shalt eat strawberries, sugar, and cream. 















Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going? 

I will go with you if I may, 

I'm going to the meadow, to see them a-mowing, 
I'm going to see them make hay . 









Lucy Locket lost her pocket , 
Kitty Fisher found it; 

There was not a penny in it , 
But a ribbon round it. 











As Tommy Snooks , and Bessie Brooks , 
Were walking out one Sunday; 

Says Tommy Snooks , to Bessie Brooks , 
To-morrow will be — Monday. 
















Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep , 

And can t tell where to Jind them; 
Leave them alone , and they'll come home , 
And bring their tails behind them. 



















A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar, 
What makes you come so soon ? 

You used to come at ten o' clock. 

But now you come at noon. 






















Little Jack Horner sat in the corner, 

Eating a Christmas pie ; 

He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum, 
And said, “Oh, what a big boy am //” 




























There was an old woman 
Lived tinder a kill; 

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And if she's not gone , 
She lives there still. 



























Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet. 
Eating some curds and whey; 
There came a great spider , 

And sat down beside her, 

And frightened Miss Muffet away. 






The grass grows so green , 

And all the pretty maids are fit to be seen ; 
Wash them in milk , dress them in silk , 

And the first to go down shall be married. 











































One foot up , the other foot down. 

This is the way to London town; 

Two little bonnets on two little crowns. 
Hopping and skipping to London town. 






Diddlety, diddlety, dumpty , 

The Cat ran up the Plum tree; 

Give her a plum, and down she'll come, 
Diddlety , diddlety , dumpty. 










There was a little boy, and a little girl ’ 
Lived in an alley; 

Says the little boy, to the little girl, 
“Shall I, oh! shall I?" 

Says the little girl ’ to the little boy , 

“ What shall we do ?" 

Says the little boy , to the little girl ’ 

“ I will kiss you." 










Ride a cock-horse 

To Banbury Cross , 

To see little Johnny 

Get on a white horse. 

















































































































































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Draw a pail of water, for my lady's daughter , 
Fathers a king , Mothers a queen; 

My two little sisters are pretty I ween , 
Stamping marigolds and parsley. 


























































Pippin-Hill was dirty ; , 
There I met a pretty lass, 

And she dropt me a curtsey. 











Girls and boys come out to play , 


The moon , it shines as bright as day; 
Leave your supper , leave your sleep , 
And meet your playmates in the street. 
Come with a whoop , a call ’ 

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Johnny shall have a new bonnet. 

And Johnny shall go to the fair ; 
And Johnny shall have a new ribbon. 
To tie tip his bonny brown hair. 


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, goosey , gander , 
Where shall I wander? 
Up stairs , down stairs , 

/« lady's chamber. 
There I met an old man, 
Would'nt say his pray'rs; 
Take him by the left leg , 
Throw him down stairs. 












































































Three little boys , with lots of noise , 
trotting by with nimble feet; 

From school let out, with merry shout , 
They dance along the village street. 

With song and laugh , now fast , now slow , 
Hop , skip , aW gaily go: 

















































Elsie Mar ley has grown so fine. 

She wont get up to serve the swine; 
But lies in bed till eight or nine. 
And surely she does take her time. 














































Mary, Mary, quite contrary, 

How does your garden grow ? 
With silver bells, and cockle-shells, 
And cowslips all of a row. 



































































Tell Tale Tit, 

Your tongue shall be slit; 
And all the dogs in the town , 
Shall have a little bit. 
































































Polly put the kettle on , Polly put the kettle on , 
Polly put the kettle on , we'll all have tea. 

Sukey take it off' again , Sukey take it off again, 
Sukey take it off again , they're all gone away. 






















































Little lad, little lad , 

Where wast thou born ? 
Far off in Lancashire , 
Under a thorn; 

Where they sup sour milk 
From a rams horn. 




















My mother , and your mother , 
Went over the way; 

Said my mother , to your mother , 
“//j- chop-a-nose day'.' 












































































Rock-a-by-baby, thy cradle is green, 

Fathers a nobleman, - mothers a queen; 

Betty's a lady , and wears a gold ring , 

And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king. 















Tom , Tom , ^ piper s son, 

He learnt to play when he was young; 
He with his pipe made such a noise , 
That he pleased all the girls and boys. 










To market, to market, to buy a plum cake, 
Home again, /Wzt? again, market is late; 
To market, to market, to buy a plum bun, 
Home again, home again, market is done. 


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Georgie, Porgie, pudding and pie, 
Kissed the girls and made them cry; 
When the girls begin to play, 

Georgie, Porgie, runs away. 

















Billy boy blue, come blow me your horn. 

The sheep in the meadow, the cows in the corn; 
Is that the way you mind your sheep, 

Under the Haycock, fast asleep; 









fack and yill 
Went up the kill\ 

To fetch a pail of water; 
yack fell down 
And broke his crown , 

And fill came tumbling after. 
















Here am I, 

Little jumping Joan, 
When nobody's with me, 
I’m always alone. 


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Hark ! hark ! the dogs bark , 

The beggars are coming to town 
Some in rags, and some m tags, 

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall ’ 
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. 



















































Little Tommy Tittlemouse , 
Lived in a little house , 
He caught fishes 

In other men s ditches. 






































































Cross Patch , lift the latch , 

Sit by the fire and spin; 
Take a cup , and drink it up , 
Tfa c<z// neighbors in. 






































Little Tom Tucker , he sang for his supper. 

What did he sing for? White bread and butter. 
How can I cut it without a knife? 

How can / marry without a wife ? 
































































































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